There was only the one small desk, but ReAn just sat on the floor next to the desk and plugged her laptop in setting it up on the floor. Turning to me...she asked if she could have a pillow to kneel on or did, I prefer her to kneel on the floor?I thought to WEUSALL asking why is she behaving like this? They responded that until more studies could be completed it was unknown.I told her we would get a proper pillow and she could use it unless she was being punished. I saw her shudder as her legs. Without saying anything, she began rubbing my pussy really slowly, and it felt amazing honestly."Oh Kate, that feels good," I said as I moaned just a little."Was that a moan?" Kate asked."Yes it was," I replied.She stood up and gave me another kiss on the lips, then she took my hand and put it in her panties. Of course, her pussy and panties were very wet too. She had my hand in her panties and she had both of her hands on my hand. She pressed down on it just a little and made me want her more.. "What the hell are you talking about?" Ellen demanded."Simple. As you know, Blake Sheldon died when the cult headquarters went up in flames. The police never identified the culprit, but it was thought it might have been the partner of a cult member. I know Phil's father was interrogated, but he gave the cops a convincing story, even though there were a few unanswered questions. For instance, how come you threw your husband out only days after the fire? How come he told Phil that he thought you. Then she gasped as Peter began to withdraw his finger, and in spite of the relief, the tight rubbery walls of her inner rectal flesh seemed to cling to it protestingly. Her body jerked from the sharp pop as his finger left her completely, then lurched forward as Peter rolled back on top of her and his finger was suddenly replaced by the blood-filled tip of his cock, prodding right up against the tightness of her helpless anal entrance."Aaaaaaagggghhhhh" she moaned thrashing her head from side.